Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OIL FIELDS AT NIGHT, by ANNE SOUTHERNE TARDY First Line: The night is dark, but in the east a glow Last Line: Earth yields her buried treasure, sobbing, sobbing. Subject(s): Oil Fields | ||||||||
The night is dark, but in the east a glow Of hazy light portends the gold moon rising. Upon the dusky hill-tops, and below On level stretches, the weird, tantalizing Beauty of derricks stands against the sky: Towers of steel and timber, thickly massed Through undulating valleys! From the high Peaks, runs a string of lights, like beacons cast From Heaven to earth, that pierce the dark sky, flaming. Torches burst into phosphorescent blaze Of burning gas, the ghostly glare proclaiming The oil fields in their mutable dark maze: Where to the sound of engines throbbing, throbbing, Earth yields her buried treasure, sobbing, sobbing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE WE MOTHERNAKED FALL by DYLAN THOMAS PIONEER: THE VIGNETTE OF AN OIL-FIELD by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON GRAVEL PIT by ANNE SOUTHERNE TARDY INLAND SEA-SHELL by ANNE SOUTHERNE TARDY SISTER MARIA CELESTE, GALILEO'S DAUGHTER, WRITES TO FRIEND by MADELINE DEFREES IN THE GARDEN AT THE DAWN HOUR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NAPOLEON by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |
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